The boy disappeared this morning, as he tends to do after a long night of fucking and cuddling. So I’ve got Sunday Funday to myself, which I’m more than happy to enjoy alone.
Don’t you just love the faces guys make when you fuck them? I look like I’m begging (thank you, wall mirror), but my boy gets this serious look as he tries to manage my big white dick.
Only a few more hours before I get to see that look again. Both of them…
Spandex Happy Hour last night was a blast, hanging out with friends, figuratively and in some cases literally. But I have to ask again, where are all these bottoms everywhere says we have a glut of? All of the guys I was interested in fucking last night were tops.
My Pup Champ is rocking a brand new 70’s-style porn mustache, and I can’t stop thinking about it.
I’ve only made out with him once so far, and yes, the ‘stache burn is real. Still, I can’t wait for him to suck my cock and eat my hole with that taint-tickler…
I’m heading over to a jockstrap/naked Super Bowl party yet again this year. This one is a little closer to my place at a house that’s going to prove to be a tight squeeze if everyone on the guest list shows up.
We’ll practically be sitting on each others’ laps…
The weekend is here, and I finally have an appointment to discuss my next tattoo. I want to get the work done before the weather here lends itself to beach and pool living again.